114: powerful

Even this Saint's gaze showed a hint of surprise at this moment.

This combat power is indeed extraordinary.

Perhaps the rumors are true.

Li Siya, standing in the middle of the training ground, had a drastic change in expression.

The terrifying Aura that erupted from her opponent made her face turn pale.

She instantly understood.

The rumors were not false, but real.

Even though she felt like backing out now, the arrow was already on the string, and she had no choice but to shoot.

The Venerable on the other side was already suppressing his cultivation, so even if she lost, it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

Li Siya kept comforting herself.

Then, she adjusted her Qi, trying her best to meet the challenge in her optimal state.

Even if she lost, she had to hold on for a few more rounds.

"Senior, I'm ready. Come on."

Li Siya's expression was solemn.

But Wang Dong on the opposite side was a bit hesitant.

The opponent was pitifully weak.

Just suppressing his cultivation would probably be enough to crush her into a pulp with one palm.

After a moment of thought, Wang Dong bound his hands, but then felt it was still inappropriate.

He merely raised one finger.

Even though he had Sealed his cultivation, the Ancient Sacred Body's Qi and blood were astonishingly powerful.

They could not be Sealed.

His Physical Body, like a True Dragon, had been tempered by divine objects and cleansed by Immortal Qi.

Suppressing opponents of the same Realm was as easy as eating and drinking.

If he extended his hand, this little girl in front of him would probably die in an instant.

"This is too much."

Li Siya knew that Wang Dong was far stronger than her.

But this was too humiliating.

What did this mean? Was he going to fight her with just one finger?

She was also a Prodigy.

She had once been a Saintess candidate for the Sect, and even now, she was still a leading figure among the top ten True Disciples.

Why did the Clan Chief of the small Family on the opposite side look down on her so much?

"Fight!" Her eyes almost spewed fire, and her blazing Aura was no longer concealed. She immediately let out a low shout.

She charged towards Wang Dong.

At the same time, she formed various Dao incantations with her hands, and her entire body glowed.

Mysterious fluctuations suddenly appeared in the Void Realm.

A Dao diagram appeared out of nowhere.

Endless divine light shone brilliantly, Yin and Yang Qi circulated, and a majestic Aura exerted terrifying pressure.

It pressed towards Wang Dong's direction.

"This is terrifying! It's actually the Yin and Yang Innate Secret Art! If this lands, even Clan Chief Wang might not have an easy time."

"So terrifying, she is indeed a Prodigy of our Holy Land, not to be underestimated easily."

"Talented people emerge in every generation, each dominating for hundreds of years. A Saintess candidate also has the bearing of a Great Emperor!"

Everyone discussed among themselves.

But Wang Cong's expression was calm, like an ancient well without ripples.

His eyes shone brightly as he scanned the Dao diagram.

He seemed to be peering into the true meaning of Yin and Yang, and after a moment, he nodded.

A Holy Land is indeed a Holy Land; its methods are profound and have their merits.

It's just that the person performing it is too weak.

This competition should end here.

Wang Dong murmured to himself, then extended one finger.

In the blink of an eye, his finger became crystal clear like jade.

Golden Qi and blood swirled around it, entwined with endless divine light, and pointed towards the Dao diagram.

Boom! Boom!

The two collided, creating astonishing impact sounds.

The sharp light, with an overwhelming momentum, directly dispersed the Yin and Yang Qi, and the Dao diagram also collapsed instantly.

Powerful Qi and blood suppressed everything.

He didn't use any techniques; it was just a simple crushing force from his finger.

Li Siya was in disbelief.

Her heart was filled with extreme shock; as a Prodigy, how could she accept this fact?

With immense unwillingness in her heart, she gritted her silver teeth and formed another incantation.

Strands of Yin and Yang Qi descended from the Void Realm.

They pressed and shot towards Wang Dong.

Pfft, pfft.

Wang Dong sighed softly a few times.

This kind of challenge, where he was restricted, was truly a bit uncomfortable.

These divine lights falling on him felt like tickles.

There was no pressure whatsoever.

His Physical Body alone was enough to withstand and shatter them, turning them into Spiritual Qi that dissipated between heaven and earth.

Wang Dong's figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Li Siya.

That one finger extended, as if it wanted to crush the past, present, and future, gradually enlarging in Li Siya's pupils.

A chill shot straight to her head.

Li Siya endured the tremor and fear in her heart, not screaming for mercy, to save some face for the Holy Land.

"You lost."

Wang Dong's indifferent voice rang out.

Not a trace of emotion could be heard; even in victory, there was none of the joy that everyone had imagined.

It was only natural, and it should be so.

Li Siya's eyes were dim, and her hands fell weakly.

She had long anticipated the outcome. What terrifying energy did that one finger contain in her eyes?

Perhaps in just an instant, it could tear her Physical Body apart and annihilate her Divine Soul.

Is the gap between two such powerful individuals, even in the same Realm, so vast?

To be defeated by one finger.

Li Siya felt a bitter taste in her heart just thinking about it.

She prided herself on being a Prodigy, and indeed, she was extremely powerful within this Holy Land.

But today, she encountered an even more monstrous existence.

Not a person of the Holy Land, yet superior to those within the Holy Land.

"I lost."

Li Siya muttered, then continued.

"It was I who did not know the heights of the mountains and the depths of the earth, presumptuously attempting to challenge Senior Wang. Please do not mind it, Senior."

"No matter. I admit it."

Wang Dong smiled indifferently and stepped back.

His figure and demeanor were extraordinary.

Immediately, Li Siya did not linger, transforming into a ray of light and exiting the stage dejectedly.

"Alas! The Clan Chief of the Saintess's Family is too powerful. Even with his cultivation Sealed, one finger is enough to suppress everything."

"So terrifying, this Clan Chief Wang's combat power is terrifying! If it were a life-and-death battle, he could probably destroy everything in an instant."

"His combat power is unprecedented. If the Wang Family generation is all like this, then it's hard to say about the Saints of the various Holy Lands."

"I really want to know who is stronger: the Saint of the Holy Land or this one?"

Someone looked towards the Saint, anticipation in their eyes.

And all of this naturally could not escape Wang Dong's powerful Divine Thought.

He looked at that Saint.

"Young friend, I see you have an extraordinary bearing, with the potential of a Great Emperor. Would you like to try?"

"No, Clan Chief Wang is extremely powerful. Even if we were in the same Realm, I would not be the Clan Chief's match, so I will not go on stage to make a fool of myself."

His words were calm.

But it was only because, in the instant of their initial exchange, he had already seen that Wang Dong's Physical Body was surging with power, his Qi and blood dominating heaven and earth, like the Physical Body of a True Dragon.

This was clearly a supreme Physique.

Even if he suppressed his cultivation to the Divine Fire Realm, no one in the Dharma Aspect Realm could break his defense.

Even if he entered the arena, he would only bring humiliation upon himself.

"Alright."

Wang Dong nodded and stepped down from the stage.

Victory was irrelevant to him.

Wang Jiayao's eyes were wide open at this moment.

Had the Clan Chief already become so powerful?

Wang Yusheng stomped his feet and beat his chest repeatedly, his face full of admiration.

"Wow, Clan Chief is mighty! Defeating her with one finger, his combat power is unparalleled!"

The group of three gradually departed.

The Holy Land Disciples left behind, however, were discussing animatedly.

"Alas, I didn't expect even the Saint to personally admit he was no match."